In her dream Tara was standing in the entrance hall of The Old Chapel, the light was fading slowly as if it were losing a battle against the dark. As it fell, Tara felt panic grow inside of her, maturing moment by moment. Something felt wrong, she didn’t know why but she could just feel it, and that feeling went right down into the core of her bones.
She knew she needed to find Mike, but Mike was gone. He was somewhere out of reach and she sensed he was in danger, lost somewhere and unable to find his way back to her. She tried to call out to him, but she had no voice, his name falling silently from her lips.
Slowly, from that encroaching darkness, shadows began to birth themselves in the corners, spawning in multitude in the nooks and alcoves, and when the light failed altogether, she k
